Lyrics for Das Plague French For Germans by Love Like Electrocution

Das Plague French For Germans - Lyrics

everyone agreed that they were out of place therethe town itself...a town without pigeonswithout treeswithout gardensout our citizens work hard solely with the object of getting richnow the people workhow they lovehow they diehow they workhow they lovehow they diethose days of fires indoors